Interacting with that group of old grandpas and grandmas, how could that be as interesting as meeting Duan Feihan in a dream? Attending CEO Duan's X-rated dream.
Bai Chuwei sighed. Her ancestor was really someone who knew how to satisfy others.
Ever since he had saved his mother, Xin Fenghua, from a nightmare last time, Duan Feihan had never had such a nightmare again.
The dream was set in spring, the sunshine was bright and fell upon the tender green grass, giving the layers of grass a thin glaze of light. In the middle of the grassland, there grew a large tree with exceptionally dense branches.
Duan Feihan was sitting under the tree, dressed casually, his white shirt sleeves carelessly rolled up a few times, exposing part of his arms. He sat with his long legs crossed, holding a little booklet and reading.
